Nine Star Hegemon Body Art (WN)
Chapter 6194: Divine Statue Blessing

“The city lord is actually using his strongest technique!” Bai Yingtian exclaimed, shocked.

The so-called Seven Revolutions referred to the fusion of the city lord’s seven Sovereign bodies into one. It was Bai Sovereign City’s most powerful secret art.

If the city lord had eight Sovereign bodies, it would be Eight Revolutions. But while it was stronger, it was also more dangerous. Merging all the Sovereign bodies was not so simple, and the user’s physical body often couldn’t withstand the backlash. Even using it once could result in serious internal damage. The risk depended on the user’s physical strength and control over their energy.

This technique was a last resort—something used only in life-and-death scenarios. Yet, the city lord had chosen to use it… against a Human Emperor.

The city lord was not someone prone to fits of anger. He was always calculating and composed. If he was using this now, it meant he saw Mo Nian as a true threat.

Two enormous hands slammed into each other in the sky. The impact echoed like a god’s war drum, rattling heaven and earth. Countless cultivators below clutched their heads in agony, while weaker ones fainted instantly.

Even hidden experts observing from a distance tumbled from the sky, coughing blood. Some mid-stage Sovereign Lords also couldn’t endure the shockwave.

Mo Nian staggered several steps back but quickly stabilized. The city lord, on the other hand, was coughing blood—the front of his robes stained crimson.

“What?!”

A clash of pure power resulted in the city lord being injured. On the other hand, Mo Nian looked unscathed, which shocked everyone.

“What kind of monster is he?! How can he go toe to toe against a late-stage Sovereign Lord?!”

“This Mo Nian is not any weaker than Long Chen! Actually, he might be stronger!”

“When Long Chen fought that late-stage Sovereign Lord, he had to summon his Earth Vein Bull Python. He didn’t dare to fight himself.”

“You can’t compare things like that. After all, that battle was a while ago. Long Chen might be much stronger now. Well, there’s no point in arguing who’s stronger.”

“They are both heavenly geniuses of the human race. It’s a blessing for us.”

“As long as they don’t die, the human race will definitely have a place in this world.”

Excitement spread among the human crowd. They didn’t care who was stronger—Mo Nian or Long Chen. What mattered was the future of their people. Many had come to Bai Sovereign City for its protection.

While on the surface they were loyal to Bai Sovereign City and had kowtowed to the Bai Sovereign Divine Statue, they weren’t actually true believers. Most of them just wanted a safe haven.

“Help me first! Then we’ll kill him together!” shouted the patriarch of the Seven Color Deer race.

Only then did the crowd remember him. They quickly looked in his direction, only to see that the coffin’s devouring power had not weakened in the slightest. The patriarch was on his last legs.

Seeing this, the city lord’s eyes turned cold. He was filled with killing intent.

Mo Nian must die. If he continues to grow, he’ll become an existential threat to Bai Sovereign City.

“Mo Nian, you’re very powerful,” the city lord said, his expression suddenly becoming calm. “You have limitless potential, but your heart is impure. Your desire to kill is too strong. If you continue like this, you will fall into heresy. If you are willing to stay in Bai Sovereign City, you may repent in front of the Bai Sovereign Divine Statue. Wash away your sins, and we will make you our Bai Sovereign Son. With the Bai Sovereign’s guidance, you will grow stronger than ever. All of Bai Sovereign City will be yours!”

“What?!”

Gasps erupted throughout the city. Even the city’s own experts were stunned. Had they misheard?

Bai Yingtian trembled with rage.

He had been groomed to become the Bai Sovereign Son. That title meant inheritance of the Bai Sovereign’s legacy, access to divine guidance, and the support of faith energy. It was his destiny.

Now… the city lord was offering it to Mo Nian?

Bai Yingtian almost charged forward in fury.

“Don’t be emotional,” an elder’s voice echoed in his ears. “This is the city lord’s plan. If Mo Nian agrees, we’ll imprison him and make sure he never sees sunlight again. If he refuses… hmph, then we can suppress him with our full power. No one will be able to blame us for our actions.”

Hearing this, Bai Yingtian calmed down slightly. However, he was still filled with envy.

He was a two-hundred-flame divine sprout. Yet before Mo Nian, he felt powerless. Even without exchanging blows, he already sensed defeat.

It was a feeling he had never experienced in his life.

As the city lord’s words rang throughout the city, everyone fell silent. Even the observers from afar were so shocked that they couldn’t believe their ears.

But Mo Nian… simply sneered.

“Another fake act,” he said. “If I agree, I fall into your trap. If I don’t, you’ll send out all your troops. You really are a despicable hypocrite. However, you’re wasting time if you think you can beat me like this. Boss Mo has more experience in this world than you can ever grasp. If you want to fight, then stop with the theatrics. And as for that old deer—you’re too late. He’s mine. What can you do about it?”

Mo Nian’s blatant refusal didn’t faze the city lord. In fact, it seemed expected. The city lord’s face darkened.

“If you refuse to repent,” the city lord intoned, “then don’t blame me for showing you the full power of Bai Sovereign City!”

As he slammed his hands together, an image of a divine statue appeared behind him. The next moment, all of Bai Sovereign City quivered, and a sacred light illuminated the city.

Within the main plaza, a certain divine statue blazed with light. Runes composed of faith energy started to well up from it.

“It’s the Bai Sovereign Divine Statue!”

BOOM!

As that power surged into him, the city lord’s seven Sovereign bodies shuddered. His aura skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye—seven became eight.

BOOM!

As eight Sovereign bodies became nine, the city lord’s aura exploded. His Sovereign might was so powerful that the ten thousand Daos howled.

“Mo Nian!” the city lord shouted.

His voice had transformed—deep, sacred, thunderous. It bypassed the body and struck the soul directly.

Mo Nian’s expression turned grim. Even he felt a sharp pang in his soul.

The other experts were clutching their heads. This voice directly struck their souls. It felt like an invisible hand was about to rip their souls right out of their bodies.

“What do you want?” asked Mo Nian.

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